In a valley deep in the mountains, Li Hao and Changsun Chong sat by the bonfire. A wild boar that was half-cooked was mounted on the fire. The slightly burnt skin was shiny and the fragrance was filled with mouth-watering.

"Dejian, aren't we a bit unkind?" Changsun Chong sat cross-legged on the ground without any temperament, biting a branch in his mouth.

"Is that right? I didn't realize it." Li Hao sniffed and said indifferently.

"Didn't the book say that you should be kind to the soldiers and share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers."

After taking the meat from the iron pillar that fell from the wild boar, Li Hao took a happy bite, with a satisfied expression: "It is better to have no books than to believe in books. Besides, what team we are leading? Can the elite be the same as ordinary soldiers?"

The wild boar is very big, and it is impossible to roast everything from the inside out. You can only eat it while baking it.

Changsun Chong also took a piece of barbecue, first smelled it, and then took a big bite: "To be honest, after knowing that the maps you gave them were all wrong, I was afraid that someone would shoot a cold arrow behind us."

Li Hao said with confidence: "You can never expect the maps seized from the enemy to be correct. As grassroots commanders, they must have their own judgment, otherwise why should they claim to be elite?"

I have to say that cheating people can make people happy. Looking back at the time when he was airdropped into the primeval forest when he participated in the special brigade selection, the map in his hand was still in the opposite direction. Li Hao felt that he was so kind that the map left for those animals was only 90 degrees at most.

Changsun Chong finished eating the meat in his hand, shook his hand at Tiezhu, indicating that he was full, and then asked Li Hao: "It's been six days, and tomorrow is the last day of the limited time. If no team arrives, what are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? All of them will be eliminated." Li Hao also waved his hand at Tiezhu, indicating that he would not have any meat anymore.

As an elite unit, Li Hao has strict requirements for his subordinates. If it is OK, it is OK. If it is not OK, it is not OK. There is no saying that it is open-minded.

In other words, if he is now open-minded, he is irresponsible to his subordinates. If he goes to the battlefield in the future, he will need to use his life to pay for today.

"Why are you so persistent? The things they have learned now will not be used on the battlefield in the future. What is the use of learning?" Changsun Chong was silent for a long time, and finally asked the doubts in his heart.

In his opinion, Li Hao's training like this is meaningless at all. The Tang Dynasty did not need to fight jungle wars at all. In the case of large-scale wars, a team of thousands of people knew how to identify maps and how to survive in the wild was completely useless.

Li Hao raised his eyebrows: "You will know soon, now... keep it confidential."

"Tsk, don't say it, don't say it, isn't it rare?" Changsun Chong curled his lips and made up his mind. No matter what the team under Li Hao was trained to be, he would have to get involved.

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Chang'an, the Duke of Zhao's Mansion, which is Changsun Wuji's mansion.

The servants gathered together in silence, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to look at Changsun Wuji who was furious.

The uncle of the Tang Dynasty, Changsun Wuji, put his waist on his back and forth, walked back and forth in front of the servants like a donkey that was pulling a mill: "Where did Chong'er go? Don't tell me that you have so many people searched for five or six days, and you can't even find a living person."

"Master, eldest son, the eldest son said that day, I, I didn't expect the eldest son to go and never return..." The butler repeated countless times tremblingly.

"Waste." Changsun Wuji waved his hand angrily and pointed outside, "Go and ask immediately, ask from house to house. No matter what method you use, you must find Chong'er back."

The housekeeper blinked in embarrassment and said with courage: "Master, I have searched all the houses in Chang'an. The old servants arranged for people to guard the places where the eldest son often went, but I have never seen the eldest son's traces. According to the old servant's opinion, the eldest son is likely...it is likely not in Chang'an."

Changsun Wuji's mouth was trembling, and his stomach was full of anger and he had no place to exude.

The servants in the mansion have been searching in Chang'an City for several days. If they could find it, they would have found it long ago. If they couldn't find it, it means that Changsun Chong must be not in the city.

But where can I go if I am not in the city? My eldest son is always very obedient, gentle and gentle, and has the spirit of a gentleman. There is no reason to do something like running away from home.

Changsun Wuji was anxious, the kind of anxious that was so anxious.

It would be fine if my son was really out to play, but what if he was hurt? This person who could not live or die or die, would not even find an enemy.

When he came to Changsun Chong's servant, Changsun Wuji asked with a fierce look on his face: "You have been in contact with Chong'er the longest time on weekdays. What do you think, where did Chong'er go?"

Old Changsun is also seeking medical treatment through illness. He has asked many times since he asked, but every time it is the same result.

"Master, the little man really doesn't know where the eldest son went. That morning, after you went to court, the eldest son went out with a bag on his back. The little man wanted to follow him, but he didn't let him."

Changsun Wuji glared: "If you don't let you follow you, then what's the use of keeping you? Come on, drag this guy out to break his legs."

"No, no, no, no, master, villain, villain remembers it!" As he was about to be dragged out of the yard, the scholar shouted in panic: "The bag that the eldest son carries was carried when he participated in the competition last time."

Changsun Wuji: "..."

What is this clue? What is the difference between saying it or not?

He waved his hand and signaled to drag the person away, but the old butler's eyes lit up: "Master, do you think the eldest son will enter the mountain?"

Changsun Wuji said unhappily: "What did he do when he goes into the mountain? Are you feeding the tiger?"

The old housekeeper shook his head repeatedly: "No, Master, when I sent someone to inquire about the whereabouts of the eldest son these days, the family of Mr. Wei said that his son was not at home, and said that he was taking the Lingfu people into the mountains to practice something, what... to live in the wild, and it is to survive in the wild."

"What do you mean is... Chong'er and that boy from Li Jing's family are together? Are they going into the mountain together?" Changsun Wuji seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and his eyes lit up.

After walking a few steps back and forth, the more I thought about it, the more I felt it made sense.

During the competition, I felt something was wrong with Changsun Chong. Maybe there was something wrong with those little kids.

The more Changsun Wuji thought about it, the more he felt it made sense. His nervous heart slowly returned to his stomach, and the Wuming fire began to burn again.

What's the matter? Li Jing's son is poisonous or something? My son was very obedient, but why did you hunt your son? After he came back, he learned to run away from home.

As the saying goes, the more you take a step back, the more you become angry, and the more you endure the more you think, the more you lose. Changsun Wuji, who found the root of the disease, didn't care about it late at night, took the housekeeper out and headed straight for the Duke of Wei's mansion.

The first month has passed, and Chang'an has resumed the curfew again. However, as the commander of Chang'an's security, Changsun Wuji naturally didn't care about this. He came to the Duke of Wei's Mansion without waiting for the housekeeper to come forward and called the door himself.

"Babababa..." The knocker of the Duke of Wei's mansion was photographed and the sound of Changsun Wuji's voice echoed throughout the street: "Li Jing, come out and return it to my son."

‘Swish swish…’ Countless heads poked out from the walls around them, and they looked at the Duke of Wei’s Mansion.

No matter when and where, the Chinese people's attribute of watching the fun has never changed, even in the Tang Dynasty.

"Who!"

The housekeeper, Old Chen Piyi, came to the yard and shouted to the outside.

"Li Jing, come out quickly, otherwise I won't blame me for being merciless and breaking into the door." Changsun Wuji heard someone answering inside and snapped the door even louder.

Old Chen heard the sound outside sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He quickly sent someone to the back house to notify Li Jing, and ran to open the door himself. This was not to say that Old Chen was afraid of the people outside, but he didn't want the people outside to continue to slap the door, which made the neighbors come out to watch the fun.

"Squeak", the door opened, revealing Changsun Wuji's angry old face.

Before Lao Changsun could speak, Lao Chen immediately asked with a forced smile: "Oh, Mr. Zhao, what's wrong with you in the middle of the night?"

"Stop talking nonsense, Li Jing, call him out." Changsun Wuji blocked the door and shouted angrily.

Although the Prime Minister's Officer's seventh rank, who will be with him? Facing Changsun Wuji, even if he was wronged, Old Chen still smiled and said, "Zhao Gongxi is angry. The villain has sent someone to notify the master. See if we are going to the family first, and what do you have to say when my master comes out."

"Hmph." Changsun Wuji snorted, but did not shout further. He stepped into the Duke of Wei's Mansion and went straight into the front hall.

At this time, Li Jing had already received the news and rushed over from the backyard with his wife Hongfu. Seeing that it was Changsun Wuji, he was stunned: "Mr. Zhao, I came here in Yin Ye, I don't know what's going on?"

"Li Jing, your good son actually kidnapped my son. If you don't give me an explanation for this, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Li Jing, Hongfu: "..."

Why does this sound so strange? Who is the best thing for my son to kidnap, my son?

Hong Fu raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak sarcastically but was stopped by Li Jing: "Mr. Zhao, is there any misunderstanding here? My Dejian is busy training Ling Mansion these days and is not at home. How could he have anything to do with Mr. Ling?"

"Bah, you still have the face to say that your son is going to train the Ling Mansion and I naturally can't control it, but he shouldn't have brought my Chong'er with me. My Chong'er has always been ambitious and has a ravine, and he is following the classical scholarship. But your Li Dejian is so good that he insists on taking my Chong'er to be a martial artist. What kind of tradition is this? If I don't want someone here, who will I go to find?"

Oh my god, go, if your son has big hemorrhoids, go and treat it, do my son's affairs.
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